Hate the way that you´ve taken back
Everything you´ve given to me
And the way that you´d always say
"It´s nothing to do with me"
Different versions of many men

Come before you came
All their questions were similar
The answers just the same
I´m gonna get me a motor car, maybe a Jaguar
Maybe a plane or day of fame
I´m gonna be a millionaire, so can you take me there?
Wanna be wild ´cause my life´s so tame
Here am I, going nowhere on a train
Here am I, growing older in the rain
Hey, hey, hey
Hate the way that you´ve taken back
Eveything you´ve given to me
And the way that you always say
´It´s nothing to do with me´
Different versions of many men
Come before you came
All their questions were similar

The answers just the same
I´m gonna get me a motor car, maybe a Jaguar
Maybe a plane or day of fame
I´m gonna be a millionaire, so can you take me there?
Wanna be wild ´cause my life´s so tame
Here am I, going nowhere on a train
Here am I, growing older in the rain
Here am I, going nowhere on a train
Here am I, getting lost and lonely
Sad and only, why sometimes does my life feel so tame?
Hey, hey, hey